Capable
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Last published Fri, Jun 19, 2015
He told her he loved her,
that he cared for her,
that he would never leave her
and would always be there for her.
But in reality, he played her,
and she fell for it.
He used her and embarrassed in front of everyone she knows,
she was absolutely humiliated.
But she wasn't going to let him get away with this without a little bit of revenge.
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Claudette was different from most girls, she stood out, her stunning raven black hair that almost reach her belly button, ocean blue eyes that glistened in the sun, and smooth skin without a single pore to be seen. She was an intelligent girl, was quite skilled at sports, and was very kind hearted. But Claudette has a dark side and she is capable of much more than you could have ever imagined. Once you get on her bad side, there's no going back.
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She's the new girl, 𝐒𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐚 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 was a joyful child whose wings were clipped too soon. For every lesson she endured, every promise broken every soul she lost, she wears the consequences. Walls have ears, doors have eyes, and she learned too late to beware the man she thought she knew. She learned how it feels to be dead while still walking, to wear a heart that no longer beats and a soul that no longer feels, trapped in a home that seems perfect but hides a world of horrible cruelty. Her scarred mind locked on the boy she thought she could have. He was her greatest hello, her saddest goodbye, the biggest what if she will question all her life. She was the first person he showed his heart to and the reason no one would see it again. He gave her a weapon to destroy him deeply, hoping she would never use it, yet in her hands it felt destined to bruise it. 🕊️ TRIGGER WARNINGS SHALL BE READ🕊️ Read to find out more
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